In the past, Jiang Xia was always able to fall asleep quickly in the silence near midnight and get up on time at six o'clock in the morning.

But this night, Jiang Xia rarely suffered from insomnia.

The strange progress bar always appeared when he closed his eyes and kept pushing forward, and could not be transferred by Jiang Xia's willpower.

I tossed and turned until early in the morning, and the sky was white.

Jiang Xia had no choice but to get up from the bed, walked into the bathroom, cleaned her teeth with an ultrasonic toothbrush, and used a light-wave razor to remove the few beards on her chin.

Although he didn't sleep all night, Jiang Xia didn't feel tired at this moment. Instead, he became even more curious about the strange progress bar in his head.

When brushing his teeth, Jiang Xia performed a simple calculation.

From midnight to six in the morning, the progress bar has gone 27%. According to this progress, the progress bar will all end before midnight tonight.

"What exactly is being cracked? Is it cracking the light brain?" Jiang Xia spit out the toothpaste foam in her mouth while thinking about the progress bar.

Soon, Jiang Xia gave up this crazy idea.

The optical brain chip is bound to the owner's genetic information, and no one can crack the optical brain. The Earth Federation does not have this technology, and the entire Milky Way does not have it.

If someone can crack the light brain, that's great.

As the second brain of human beings, the light brain stores an astonishing amount of personal data, martial arts, experiences, and experiences. These are valuable information that can’t be bought for no amount of money.

Why are advanced warriors powerful?

First of all, the person has good physical fitness and can hit a critical hit of several tons with one punch, but more importantly, experience and understanding.

Battlefield experience is often exchanged for life. If the information stored in the light brain can be transferred, so that an ordinary person who has not received professional training can directly have the same consciousness and judgment as a high-level warrior, it would be too amazing.

After washing up, Jiang Xia packed up and came to the kitchen in an orderly manner.

I saw that Old Qiaoan had already prepared breakfast, each of whom had two fried eggs, a thick slice of ham, two slices of roasted browned toast, plus a glass of milk coffee.

"Sit down." Old Qiaoan pointed to the dining table and said, "I will make you my hometown delicacies today. I am tired of eating Chinese breakfast all day. After eating these, there are fruit salads. For breakfast, you should eat a little more hearty."

Jiang Xia sat down on the chair and looked at Lao Qiaoan with a look of "Talking about food with me, a descendant of China? Are you teasing me?"

Jiang Xia whispered: "The documentary says that in your hometown of America, people use milk to soak cereals in the morning, just fill their stomachs. After all, people in the American region have never paid much attention to food."

"We don't pay attention to food? It's nonsense." Old Qiao An raised his beard and made a forced defense. "The documentary I watched said that America is a typical multi-immigrant area, gathering food from all continents, and you can eat whatever flavor of food you want!"

Jiang Xia shrugged, "The documentary says that the Huaxia region is the king of food in the world, stir-frying, stir-frying, fried, fried, fried, paste, pulp, braised, stewed, stewed, roasted, stewed, stewed, stewed, stewed, boiled, steamed, shredded, honey, sugar water... Not to mention the types of dishes, you probably haven't heard of so many cooking techniques, right?"

After talking about this amazing cooking technique, Jiang Xia looked at Lao Qiaoan with a look of "Dare you arguing with me about food? Be careful I will argue with you."

Old Qiaoan wanted to argue, but he thought about it and couldn't find a reason.

Not to mention that Old Joan's hometown is in the continent of America, even in the Mediterranean region, which claims to be good at food, will still be criticized to death.

There is no way, Chinese food is so unreasonable and invincible,

Suddenly, Old Qiao An's gaze dimmed again, and she sighed and said in a helpless voice: "Forget it, what's the use of fighting these early in the morning? It seems that both of us have returned to our hometown."

Jiang Xia was stunned, and his hand that picked up the toast suddenly stopped in the air.

Yes, Old Qiao An and himself are descendants of immigrants...

Although in life, Jiangxia often talks about the earth and the China region, so far, Jiangxia has lived in this desert-like Beta Star all her life. Everything about the earth is seen by Jiangxia from the documentary.

The earth is so far away and there are harsh homecoming reviews. Even if Jiang Xia and Lao Qiaoan just want to go back to the earth and take a look, they cannot do it.

For most immigrants living in the alien system, their hometown is a dream that can never be achieved, so how can they go back?

Breakfast continued, but the atmosphere became quiet.

Jiang Xia took out a bottle of Lao Ganma from the cabinet and applied a thick layer on the fried eggs.

This way of eating is very strange, but Jiang Xia likes Lao Ganma because it is the taste of her hometown after all.

......

It was night again in a blink of an eye.

Today's work was very easy, and no bodies needed to be identified were sent, so Jiang Xia hid in the room to read a book.

I was restless all day long.

The strange progress bar was still advancing. When he had supper with Old Joan, the progress bar had reached 88%, and another 12% would be cracked.

"What are you cracking?" Jiang Xia and Old Qiao An said good night to each other and walked out of the restaurant, muttering to themselves.

Back in the room, Jiang Xia was not interested in studying or doing anything. She lay on the bed smoking an electronic cigarette pipe, waiting for the cracking to be completed.

The progress bar jumps very slowly, and every minute is extremely long.

The closer it was to the end, the more irritated Jiang Xia felt, smoking cigarette cartridges one by one, and the fully automatic ventilation system kept whistling, constantly filtering the smoke in the room.

As midnight approached, the progress bar finally reached 99%, and it was only one step away from cracking it all.

At this time, the situation suddenly changed.

In addition to the progress bar, there is another set of text, "The cracking is about to be completed, please be ready to receive it."

What to receive?

How to prepare?

Jiang Xia rubbed her hands nervously, a little at a loss.

He even thought about asking for help from Old Joan, but in the end, he pressed the idea down.

Jiang Xia had a premonition that what was about to happen would probably be very important to him. Before he could figure out the situation, it would be better to keep the secret strictly.

At that time, when the clock pointed to 11:15 in the middle of the night, the progress bar finally took the full course, and the cracking progress reached 100%.

Jiang Xia closed her eyes, frowned, staring at the progress bar that was no longer moving forward.

"Cracking is completed, start data migration!"

Jiang Xia noticed that the newly appeared text had an exclamation mark at the end!

Boom ~

The next second, the sky is spinning!

Suddenly, a massive amount of data pouring into Jiang Xia's brain from somewhere made him dizzy.

The blue veins on his forehead were tensed, and his whole body trembled violently as if he was electrocuted!

Here comes!

Finally here!

PS: It feels great to see my brothers again.

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